sheri!

There were demons in her throat; scratching, screeching, begging to be let out. The villains in her mind chanted taunting phrases; kill, kill, kill. You've got to kill. She was lost. She was just - a child. Just a child. Who was she to stand against the ghosts? How could she know what to do? So she grabbed the axe with shaking hands, and heard the crunching of bone and splatter of blood, and then the ringing sirens, and then she was labelled the monster. And as the police handcuffed her and dragged her away, kicking, screaming, she gave up and whispered: "It wasn't me."
          
          Nobody believed her. 
          
          They just didn't understand, did they?
          
          - EXTRACT. (c)

wry

notice me senpai pls

(:<

LAST NIGHT I TOLD YA I LOVED YA
          
          
          THATS WHEN I REMEBERD THE VODKA 

dO YOU LIKE MY BRACELETS
          
          
          OH WAIT
          
          
          
          THEYRE HANDCUFFS

i love you

oh mY god #Kengiaf
          
          you better be kengi af
          
          or we shall not be friends 

relapses fucking suck. life sucks. FEELINGS suck. and i'm so sick n tired of all this goddamn bullshit. ugh.

"Obviously, there's something wrong with the world. Why else would I be here? Not because I've been summoned up by some desperate priest to clean up the mess of all the jacked-up generations on this planet, but because this is where I truly belong. This is my home. Where all the madness is hidden but REAL, and OUT THERE, and WILD just like my beating heart and goddamnit, I will fight to keep the craze real. I will fight to blend in with the insanity."